Dick pointed significantly to a jug.
"That's the best company I know of," he said, "but it's 'most empty. So you've brought along the gal," he continued. "How did you get hold of her?"
There was something in these questions which terrified Ida. It seemed to indicate a degree of complicity between these two which boded no good to her.
"I'll tell you the particulars by and by."
At the same time she began to take off her bonnet.
"You ain't going to stop, are you?" asked Ida, startled.
"Ain't goin' to stop?" repeated the man called Dick. "Why shouldn't she stop, I'd like to know? Ain't she at home?"
"At home!" echoed Ida, apprehensively, opening wide her eyes in astonishment.
"Yes; ask her."
Ida looked inquiringly at Mrs. Hardwick.